Clang! After the three-foot-long green flying sword pierced the azure light shield, it suddenly wheeled around and circled behind Wei Suo. Wei Suo promptly released a black Mysterious Iron Magic Shield, blocking the green flying sword's strike.
Sparks flew everywhere. The Mysterious Iron Shield, whose defensive power was nearly on par with the Cloud Piercing Bone Shield, was directly slashed open by the green flying sword.
"Whoosh!" Seeing how nimble the green flying sword was, as though it were alive, Han Weiwei feared that Wei Suo would be unable to withstand it. She formed another fire shield beside the Cloud Piercing Bone Shield in front of them.
"I'll focus entirely on defense. Don't worry about defending—just attack him with everything you have." Seeing her do this, Wei Suo took out a magic artifact and handed it to Han Weiwei, while once again activating the Azure Bell in his hand. Although the light shield emitted by the Azure Bell could not stop the red-robed cultivator's flying sword, it could at least slow its momentum and give him a little time to react. Most importantly, the Azure Bell was a spiritual-light defensive treasure. Once one light shield was destroyed, another could immediately be activated, while the artifact itself would not be damaged.
But when Han Weiwei saw the magic artifact Wei Suo handed her, she nearly burst into tears. "Wei Suo, are you still joking around at a time like this? If you want me to attack with all my strength, then at least give me that short spear in your hand."
What Wei Suo had handed her was an utterly ordinary-looking broadsword.
And being an ordinary broadsword would have been one thing, but this one was covered in rust, looking as battered and worn-out as could be.
The moment the sinister-faced